As I turn 17, it just stuck me that i have grown a lot. Next year I'll be 18 (well that was obvious) and I'll be an adult. I would be starting with my graduation. My 14 years of schooling would be over and so I would no longer have a school uniform.
When I see the photos where I m so tiny that I can fit into my parent's arms, I'm awed.
I've gone from a newborn princess cradled in their arms to a grown up princess experiencing the joy and independence that life can bring.
Just the feeling of being grown so much brings very distinct feelings. I m happy then I'll get to be on my own but at the same time I m scared of it and of the responsibilities that will be added. I m sad that I'll no more be a kid, I can't ask for things right way but I'll have to earn them.
From next year I'll have big decision to make: what career i have to choose which I'll be doing for the rest of my life. From there the real world would start where I'll have to struggle and find my own way. May be with course of time I change myself altogether or may be I'll be myself and change the world around me.
But at the end, I know no matter how old I grow I'll always be my mother's little doll and my father's princess.
HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO ME!!
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